All she wanted was a chance. A chance to shine, a chance to grow. What she got instead? An 'it' that will control her life, and cause her demise. Welcome to the world, Merope Gaunt. It's a harsh place.

“Now, Prongs, I say this because I love you deeply. You. Are. Creepy. It’s not like she’ll hex you if you walk over and strike up a conversation, which I can tell you so dearly want to do. That is why you drag us to this library every bloody day, right?” Sirius asked. “Here, I’ll help you. Oi, Evans!”

Who knew that after so many years of hatred, tension on a whole different level.

'Outside the grass is manipulated by a prowling breeze, an imaginary play for the eyes of a nonexistent audience. She watches the spectacle for a while, watches a swirl of wind lifting a tornado of autumn leaves, watches as the sun kisses the garden path with a last ray of sunlight.'

Oliver Wood: he's quiet, he's tactless, he's a recluse, he's obsessive, and he's never been interested in finding "the one" and settling down. He's been sure he'd never need a woman in life to make him feel complete.

Until a sudden run-in after a Quidditch match forces Oliver to reconsider.

It was as though my plan was in motion – just backward motion,
like I was undoing everything that I had accomplished in the past three years. Burn out stars, they shine so bright
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When James and Lily get locked on top of the Astronomy Tower at two in the morning - which may or may not be totally and completely James' fault - will Lily be finally forced to accept James and his feelings for her? Oneshot; amazing banner by ladycobra @ tda!

Ally is the type of 14th century maiden who prefers horseriding to flirting with princes and duelling to embroidery; that is, she's one of a kind. But will being unique be enough to make her the first female duelling champion?

Especially when her opponent is the boy across the fief, her old friend Samuel?

The list. It was small, written carelessly on a piece of parchment tacked to the wall. To the untrained eye, it was nothing special. To those who knew it was, it was the most feared piece of parchment in the Ministry. That list, that dreaded list, held her name. Suddenly, that was all that mattered. "Rose! What have you done?"

Nothing in Scorpius Malfoy’s life ever happens the way he wishes them to. From attacks by a madwoman, falling out of trees, and finding himself in highly unlikely situations, it seems that he just can’t get on track. Then along comes Lucy.

Banner by Rita.Two years after the demise of her friend Quirrell, Professor Fotherby is trying to stitch her life back together. Unfortunately, Hogwarts isn’t ready to return to normal. Dementors roam the grounds. The new D.A.D.A. teacher is strangely irritating. And then there’s that third year, Hermione, who keeps asking impossible questions. But all that would be manageable, if only she would stop dreaming of her death.

“Everyone knows of the Baron’s quest to wed me.”
“He shall not.” Thomas said, pressing his lips upon Helena’s forehead.
At this, she gave another giggle, raucously proclaiming,
“Before God, I shall die before marrying that man!”